Heads up princess, your tiara is falling

Story about a little girl

Came into the beautiful world
as a little baby girl,

Little did I know,
I already had a religion, family and society into which I had to grow

Did not realize the importance of what I had
when for the first time I held the finger of my dad

With my cheeks so chubby,
I said my first word �" Mommy
She started to cry, hugged me saying I was a cutie pie ☺,

After a few years my family grew further,
with the arrival of my baby brother.
We fought, studied, played together
with this unique relation of brother and sister.

Many years passed by,
I was the apple of my dad’s eye,
A simple girl from Mumbai,
married a guy from Dubai,
and finally had to say good-bye.

Leaving my family I started to cry,
and all I could ask was WHY?
as little part inside of me was about to die.

Entered a new family and got a new surname,
Its such a shame,
that nothing was the same
All I had of my family was a small photo frame ☹

As history repeats itself,
I had a baby growing in myself.

So SHE came into this beautiful world
as a little baby girl,

Little did she know,
she already had a family into which she had to grow…

Reviews

[prince digbani]

what a nice poem. you did a great job, making me understand the feeling of growing up and leaving those you've always known. thumbs up

[Rajesh Vaya]

Many Thanks :)

[thumbelina]

I love the honesty you use. You allow a little insight in to your life and manage to talk the audience through your life so far. There's a nice mixture of happiness and sadness. It was a pleasure to read.

[Rajesh Vaya]

Many thanks :)

[Bhumika Devkota]

Very nice form you write the poem in. Well done.

[Rajesh Vaya]

Thanks :) the poem is for my wife